"LOIS" lyrics
Ayy, you know who it is
It's Luh Stew, the Big Poppa
Hey Rupert, come here, turn me up, turn me up
Lois, uh, Stewie is my name, yeah
Lois, I got an oval for a face, yeah
Lois, damn, Rupert is my guy
If he catch you up outside, he gon' grab the gun and slide
L-L-Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Giggity, giggity, I'm on the track
And, I told her, "For really, I'm blowin' my bag"
Might take virginity, hotter than everything
I like these bitches but hit from the back
Huh, don't need protection for real
I don't need a license to kill
Might giggity-pop me a pill
I fuck the women for real
I told you I might make a mill
Bag me a bitch, I said giggity goo
I met this bitch on the internet, true
I'm on the track with my boy Little Stewie
The beat is so hard that we turned it to stew-y
I told 'em it's done and they better be there
Red dot with laser on top my FN
If I see a opp, I aim for the head
Or I call up Peter like, "Come to the Clam"
Lois, uh, Stewie is my name, yeah (Giggity, giggity, giggity, giggity-goo)
Lois, I got an oval for a face, yeah (Giggity, giggity-goo)
Lois, damn, Rupert is my guy
If he catch you up outside, he gon' grab the gun and slide
L-L-Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
(Hehe)
If I'm out in Quahog, don't say hi
I got a stick and the bitch 4'5"
You know at my lowest, I'm still getting high
And if I'm with Lois, I'm blowin' inside
Meg is a bitch, but I let it slide
Stewie the GOAT, I think that he bi
Brian my dog, tryna fuck on my wife
But that's just the life of a Family Guy
It seems today that all you see
Is crackheads and whores all on TV
Bitch this is Quahog, this is the streets
Shoutout to Joe, but fuck the police
My daddy is rich, American Dream
I mean what I say and I say what I mean
I might be a ginger but my soul is free
I might be a bitch but I rock a Philippe
I'm searin' a chicken, it's beef on beef
Yeah, you know my life is freakin' sweet
I put my family in all the suites
And I got my homies up outta the streets
Cleveland is black and he able
Joe is white and disabled
I hit my knee on the table (F- Agh!)
Stewie, come in and save it
Lois, uh, Stewie is my name, yeah (Giggity, giggity, giggity, giggity-goo)
Lois, I got an oval for a face, yeah (Giggity, giggity-goo)
Lois, damn, Rupert is my guy
If he catch you up outside, he gon' grab the gun and slide
L-L-Lois, Lois, come here (Lois, oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Lois, oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Lois, oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Lois, yeah)
Giggity, giggity, giggity, giggity-goo
Giggity, giggity-goo
It's Luh Stew, the Big Poppa
Hey Rupert, come here, turn me up, turn me up
Lois, uh, Stewie is my name, yeah
Lois, I got an oval for a face, yeah
Lois, damn, Rupert is my guy
If he catch you up outside, he gon' grab the gun and slide
L-L-Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Giggity, giggity, I'm on the track
And, I told her, "For really, I'm blowin' my bag"
Might take virginity, hotter than everything
I like these bitches but hit from the back
Huh, don't need protection for real
I don't need a license to kill
Might giggity-pop me a pill
I fuck the women for real
I told you I might make a mill
Bag me a bitch, I said giggity goo
I met this bitch on the internet, true
I'm on the track with my boy Little Stewie
The beat is so hard that we turned it to stew-y
I told 'em it's done and they better be there
Red dot with laser on top my FN
If I see a opp, I aim for the head
Or I call up Peter like, "Come to the Clam"
Lois, uh, Stewie is my name, yeah (Giggity, giggity, giggity, giggity-goo)
Lois, I got an oval for a face, yeah (Giggity, giggity-goo)
Lois, damn, Rupert is my guy
If he catch you up outside, he gon' grab the gun and slide
L-L-Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Oh)
(Hehe)
If I'm out in Quahog, don't say hi
I got a stick and the bitch 4'5"
You know at my lowest, I'm still getting high
And if I'm with Lois, I'm blowin' inside
Meg is a bitch, but I let it slide
Stewie the GOAT, I think that he bi
Brian my dog, tryna fuck on my wife
But that's just the life of a Family Guy
It seems today that all you see
Is crackheads and whores all on TV
Bitch this is Quahog, this is the streets
Shoutout to Joe, but fuck the police
My daddy is rich, American Dream
I mean what I say and I say what I mean
I might be a ginger but my soul is free
I might be a bitch but I rock a Philippe
I'm searin' a chicken, it's beef on beef
Yeah, you know my life is freakin' sweet
I put my family in all the suites
And I got my homies up outta the streets
Cleveland is black and he able
Joe is white and disabled
I hit my knee on the table (F- Agh!)
Stewie, come in and save it
Lois, uh, Stewie is my name, yeah (Giggity, giggity, giggity, giggity-goo)
Lois, I got an oval for a face, yeah (Giggity, giggity-goo)
Lois, damn, Rupert is my guy
If he catch you up outside, he gon' grab the gun and slide
L-L-Lois, Lois, come here (Lois, oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Lois, oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Lois, oh)
Lois, Lois, come here (Lois, yeah)
Giggity, giggity, giggity, giggity-goo
Giggity, giggity-goo
